Let tears flow of their own accord: their flowing is not inconsistent with inward peace and harmony.

Let tears flow of their own accord: their flowing is not inconsistent with inward peace and harmony.

What gem hath dropp'd, and sparkles o'er his chain?
The tear most sacred, shed for other's pain,
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What gem hath dropp'd, and sparkles o'er his chain?
The tear most sacred, shed for other's pain,
That starts at once--bright pure--from Pity's mine,
Already polish'd by the hand divine!

What precious drops are those,
Which silently each other's track pursue,
Bright as young diamonds in their read more

What precious drops are those,
Which silently each other's track pursue,
Bright as young diamonds in their faint dew?

The tear forgot as soon as shed,
The sunshine of the breast.

The tear forgot as soon as shed,
The sunshine of the breast.

Tears are words that are too deep to be spoken...

Tears are words that are too deep to be spoken...

Tears are the silent language of grief

Tears are the silent language of grief

We look through gloom and storm-drift
Beyond the years:
The soul would have no rainbow
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We look through gloom and storm-drift
Beyond the years:
The soul would have no rainbow
Hard the eyes no tears.

Thank God for grace,
Ye who weep only! If, as some have done,
Ye grope tear-blinded in read more

Thank God for grace,
Ye who weep only! If, as some have done,
Ye grope tear-blinded in a desert place
And touch but tombs,--look up! Those tears will run
Soon in long rivers down the lifted face,
And leave the vision clear for stars and sun.

So bright the tear in Beauty's eye,
Love half regrets to kiss it dry.

So bright the tear in Beauty's eye,
Love half regrets to kiss it dry.